15 thoughts on “The path of the heart…”

Often we do not hear our own heart anymore
as the voice of our mind is so loud, so much covering –
the result is what we see in our world…

People do not have the same speed in their development or
same receptivity – all walk according to their own background and development.
However, there are also people in this world who have a sensitive inner ear
to listen what our heart has to say – may more and more people bring forward this
inner voice to this world and live up to it.

Indeed, there is not only hope, but it is a matter of time when we will see the change in the world where people will understand and recognize that we are one big family, drops of the Ocean. My Master Sant Kirpal Singh Ji said: “A spiritual revolution will come and will go around the globe…no fire can extuingish this process (not even the fire of the mind)” – as Gandhi has put it: “We want to see a change in the world, we have to change ouselves” – and this means each of us is responsible, each of us can contribute something. In this way we can become living examples and live a life of practise with service to man and overcome own shortcomings, learning to understand our own mind.

We are also now on the bridge between Iron Age and Golden Age. In Golden Age there are different rules and a change will come, then truth will come on table in this Golden Age.

I too thank you for the warmth in your heartfelt words and shares here.
So glad to be connected…🙂🙏
Where strength is not measured by power alone
Where kindness of heart is the true wealth of being
In these eternal truths, contentment reigns
Always in realization of what is than what was or might be .
And every heart knows the path…Such is the path of the heart!
Stay ever blessed my friend.

Whispering world, a sigh of sighs,
The ebb and the flow of the ocean tides.
One breath, one word may end or may start
Hope has a place in a lover’s heart.
Look to love and you may dream,
And if it should leave then give it wings.
But if such a love is meant to be;
Hope is home, and the heart is free.
( Enya)